Not to mention the monks, even the soldiers and generals who marched with the army heard them all in their ears.

"Who is making a noise? It seems to be coming from far away? Could it be that the steppe monks are going to strike again?

The generals who led the army were no strangers to similar situations, during the march of more than a month, I don't know how many times they encountered monks attacking the camp, but the soldiers already had a set of coping methods, taking precautions in advance in the camp and the soldiers' brave army formations, taking precautions, even if they were negligent, they could also rely on the formation and the blood itself to reduce losses.

Moreover, at the moment, the imperial court is launching an offensive, and many of the five armies are gathered here, scattered in various armies, and are ready to be called at any time.

This is the army of the imperial court, in the face of extraordinary power, with a formation to defend and contain.

However, compared with the past, this time, the generals who led the army could still sense the bad meaning from those words, and there was a little throbbing in their hearts, but the strange thing was that the mirage that spread throughout the grassland did not have much impact on the soldiers of the Da Rui army, and with the naked eye, they could not see the vision at all.

Only people with official positions, military positions, and high life, or generals with cultivation and strong martial arts, can be noticed.

But with the military order in hand, even if they have doubts, they can't go over to investigate, and their consciousness is connected to the military formation, and they are not captured by the mirage.

On the other hand, many people who have been hidden for a long time have nothing to hide under the mirage, most of them are dressed as Daomen, and they are obviously monks who have gone down the mountain to enter the WTO, but they are more cautious, and they do not directly mix with the dynasty expedition like Dingchunzi, but choose to watch from the sidelines.

However, these people also have different purposes, some are for luck, and some are for the confrontation between the two countries. Some are intended for Qiu Yan.

Among them, three monks are the most representative.

"This Qiu Yan is really difficult to deal with, after learning that he went down the mountain, I rushed to it immediately, but we ran into his achievement of the classics, and then gathered people and horses, derived qi and blood military momentum, and the luck of the dragon court is closely linked, it is not easy to start plundering. Later, he even stimulated Su Gong's thoughts, and now he is going to become a classic, and he has provoked the power of the grassland, and it will end more and more difficult, but since he is the next generation of Taoist masters, he can't let it go, after all, the vacancy of the Jinwudao people has been vacant for a long time......"

One of them spoke, and the other two nodded.

Ruo Qiu Yan was present. It can be recognized at a glance that the two people who nodded are clearly the second elder of the Golden Crow, who was once caught by him. sealed the cultivation and took it with him, but later asked the two of them to copy the Taoist book and a little reading insight summarized by themselves, and used it as a basis. The second elder was released.

When the two elders left, they were also amazed, saying that Qiu would do what he said. gave birth to admiration, however, Qiu Yan first broke the crow, then captured the Golden Crow, and made a feud with the Golden Crow, and was regarded by his disciples as a candidate for a new generation of the Golden Crow Dao, and if he wanted to arrest him back, change his mind and change his mind, and refine into other characters, he would not give up the pursuit lightly.

Originally, Qiu Yan was in the capital, and even if the monks of Jinwu Dao had great powers, they had to take care of a lot and couldn't make a move, and later Qiu Yan left Beijing with the mission and went north, and some people were puzzled, knowing that Qiu Yan had grievances with Daomen, and realized that once the news spread, someone would come to hear the news.

The three people of Jin Wudao are one of them, due to various reasons, they have not been able to make a move before, but they have always paid attention, and at the same time, they have long been on guard, and they dare not underestimate Qiu Yan at all, the mirage appeared, and their thoughts were almost pulled out, but because they had been prepared and had the treasure of fixing the soul, they did not go to the Dao.

However, while they were talking, the luck of the three of them fluctuated suddenly, and the cause and effect jumped, and they were dragged out of the link, blending into the mirage, and then connecting layer by layer, fusing with the qi pillar in the depths of the grassland!

This time it made the three monks jump.

"We didn't go to him, but he came to us on his own initiative!?"

When the thought falls, perception and consciousness follow the causal connection, cross the layers of obstacles, and reach one place!

Here, there have been many people gathered early, and the figures are longing, all of them are transformed by a wisp of consciousness, and they all carry their own breath and artistic conception, evolving all kinds of scenes, revealing uneven cultivation.

In the center of the crowd, there was a man wearing a Confucian robe and holding a stone staff, splashing ink, painting the grassland scenery on a part of a long white paper.

This person is Qiu Yan!

Gathered here is a wisp of thought of many monks on the grassland.

"To make such a scene, it depends on how he ends. ”

"This person is the one from the Central Plains who has been in a lot of trouble recently?"

"It's not a small courage, it's good now, if you provoke the one who is in a hurry, you have to be good and good-looking after all!"

......

As soon as the three of Jin Wudao came, they heard the voices of discussions, each thinking about it, but they were also shocked by Qiu Yan's handwriting.

"Is this going to wipe out all the supernatural people on the grassland?"

Looking at each other, the three of them felt that the invisible coercion was emanating from Qiu Yan's body, and they also realized that those who were talking in a low voice seemed to be casual, but in fact, they were all like great enemies, and they were dividing their hearts with words, loosening their hearts and tightening their hearts with words, and guarding Qiu Yan on the inside.

"When a book is a classic, the power of the writer himself does not matter, and once he strikes at it, it is actually a confrontation with the humane laws corresponding to the classic. The two elders of the Golden Crow glanced at each other and understood the reason.

They have heard and seen a lot of the characters in the books, but there are really not many people who use this time to fight the enemy, even if they are military masters, some of them have cultivation, and they will not be arrogant enough to challenge the monks in the entire area.

Although everyone was vigilant, they were not optimistic about Qiu Yan's fate.

"What a majesty!"

At this time, a sneer came from a distance, a person stepped forward with his head held high, walking from a distance, beside him, a pitch-black hole kept emerging, boxy, like the entrance of a strange space.

"Stealing the luck of the grassland, destroying the vitality of the grassland people, and gathering all the monks on the grassland, do you want to kill?"

Wherever he passed, monks with a grassland background bent down one after another, calling him "Da Shan Yu".

"Big Order?"

This title made the faces of many monks from the Central Plains change, and a rumor came to mind.

"The rumors are true? This person really hasn't died? But doesn't it mean that he was suppressed by the Wolf Marquis? Why is he here? Is it because it's just a wisp of thought?"

While they were thinking, Da Shan Yu turned his gaze, his gaze swept over the people present, and the people who were touched by his gaze were all thoughts, and the whole body was cold, and that wisp of consciousness was faintly about to dissipate!

"You Central Plains monks, aren't you all accomplices?"

Fortunately, he just looked at it and left, and did not stop.

Da Danyu is not walking fast, giving people a feeling of leisurely walking, but it is difficult to capture his movement trajectory when he looks at it.

When he walked, he always had a sneer on his face, his face was as cold and hard as ten thousand years of ice, and from the point of view of his appearance, he looked only thirty years old, but he had a majesty.

Before he walked up to Qiu Yan, the square black holes beside him suddenly swelled and lined up layer upon layer.

"If I have the heart to come to the grassland to spread wild, I want to see how much ability I have!"

After speaking, dozens or hundreds of holes expanded, distributed in a disorderly manner, and the pitch-black scene in it had changed dramatically, showing all kinds of brilliance and breath, some were red like fire, the heat wave was rolling, some were gloomy and cold, and some were full of green and vitality......

"What kind of magical power is this? It's not like a fantasy, it's like connecting many real worlds!" The second elder of the Golden Crow and the others immediately looked vigilant.

In the corner, the Flying Tiger Dao Leader, who led several monks to watch the changes, also jumped in the eyelids: "This is a means to open up a passage out of thin air! The aura exuded from one of the holes is similar to the ghost snake that I sealed the Spirit Dao Mountain Gate! However, this place seems to be crowded, but in fact, when the humane classics were formed, the order was blended to form a virtual space, similar to the Shilin world, but it is difficult to survive for a long time, the people who appear here are all ideationalized, and the space for communication should only be a projection ......of artistic conception."

When the thought fell, there was a sudden noise of people and horses neighing in the holes, and then a group of riders rushed out, all carrying curved bows, but the blades they held were different, some were scimitars, some were halberds, some were chains, and some were long whips......

They rushed out of different holes, the blades in their hands were different, and the visions on their bodies were also different, some were burning with flames, some were scattering cold, some were accompanied by quicksand under the hooves, and some riders were simply skeletons without seeing flesh and blood!

Thundered!

The horses' hooves crossed, the thunder was bursting, there were dark clouds gathered on it, and the pitch-black thunder flickered endlessly, which was also humane thunder.

I heard Da Shan Yu sneer: "Don't think that you are the only one in the world who can win the favor of humanity, you are so big, it is really the way to die! It depends on how you deal with my trick!"

"Being able to learn from different humanitarians is exactly what Qiu Mou wants! What is there to regret?" Unexpectedly, Qiu Yan smiled in the face of the collapse of thousands of horses, and thrust the stone scepter into the ground.

Bite!

In the crisp sound, ripples radiated from the bottom of the staff, sweeping in all directions, and everywhere he passed, the monk's thoughts changed color, and he felt that his body was heavy, and his transcendent energy showed signs of blocking. And the various soldiers and horses that charged were also in unison, but they immediately recovered.

At the same time, Qiu Yan threw out the pen in his hand and landed in the cavalry ranks, bursting into a bang, disrupting the team, and then stretched out his two hands, grabbed the scroll of drawing paper in front of him, and used a force!

Zla!

The drawing paper was torn open by him!

"Huh?" At this moment, even Da Shan Yu showed a look of surprise, and then his pupils suddenly dilated, "This person is trying to ......"

Before the words fell, the two pieces of painting paper in Qiu Yan's hand changed separately, one side became thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and the other side evolved into boundless grassland, and then he blew into the two.

That breath turned into a book—

(To be continued......)